Yesterday I was babysitting two little imps. They both had fun, to be sure, what with a park outing, pizza shop and shopping trip, not to mention the nash and extra toys. The older one understood her parents were away, and we discussed when her parents would be coming home and what she would show and tell them. The younger one, not yet fully communicative, played, had fun, but felt a bit of an uneasiness. You could see it as he clutched his security blanket every now and then for reassurance.
In the evening, there was a knock on the door and in walked the mother of the two. The older kid went running right into the hug of her mother, babbling about her action-packed day. The younger one, as do many babies and toddlers in such situations, promptly burst into bitter tears. He finally was able to identify without speech that which he missed all day long. And he cried bitterly on his mom’s shoulder for quite a while. If he could speak, I know he would have said, “I didn’t know whether you’d come back. Safe here, I know what I was missing and could not articulate.”
I oft-times wonder what will happen when Moshiach arrives, when there is Divine Revelation and everyone can articulate their relationship with G-d. Those of us who were cognizant of what was missing during this long exile, we will run joyously into the circle of celebration of reuniting with what we were missing. There will be those, however, who will promptly burst into tears. For they had never yet developed the spiritual articulation of that restlessness within their souls during this exile. And, when they see what they missed, it will be bitter tears when finally reunited with their deeper side.
This clip by Shai Gabso encapsulates the searching within the soul in a haunting musical manner. Shai became observant at 12 – spiritually articulate way beyond many of us.